Chapter 457: Traitor to the Sacred Palace, Lord of the Southern Regions!

The world is endless.

This strange beast traveled thousands of miles in an instant, and I don't know how many mountains, rivers and oceans it crossed.

Half an hour later, it finally stopped.

Directly ahead.

Boom!

Even if it was as powerful as this divine beast, it trembled and was shocked!

It looked up and saw the sky shattered.

The vast sky of millions of miles, like porcelain, cracked countless traces, and all of a sudden, all of them were shattered.

In a trance, among the countless traces of porcelain shattering, there seemed to be countless immortal powerhouses, all of which were shattered and fell one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the incomparably violent bell rang through the nine heavens and ten earths.

The Sacred Palace Gathering Bell!

"The sky weeps blood, the king is destroyed, and the demons are in chaos!"

The meaning of the bell is conveyed instantly.

This divine beast was suddenly shocked in his heart.

The strong shocking emotions made Zhuang Ming, who was attached to the divine beast at the moment, feel it very clearly.

The ringing of the spirit bell represents the danger of the collapse of the holy palace.

This bell is an artifact, gathering the eight spirits of the holy palace.

The beast roared in the sky, the sound shook in all directions, and the mountains shattered.

It soared into the sky and went straight to the Sacred Palace.

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"Meet the Spirit King!"

The demons of the eight directions, all of them are intimidating and respectful.

This divine beast, looking down in all directions, roared loudly, and said: "Where the king is located, the Eastern Regions are in the first vein, above the true Xuan, rush to the Holy Palace to suppress the rebellion!"

The demons of the eight directions, all of them bowed low, and responded.

Then he saw the infinite light and walked in the direction of the holy palace.

This divine beast, known as the Spirit King, went straight to the place where the Holy Palace was.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, it seems that a large stretch of palace is seen in front of me, which seems to run between heaven and earth, beautiful, unfathomable in the virtual and real, at a glance, it is like a dream.

"This ......"

Zhuang Ming's heart was shocked.

He saw an extremely familiar figure.

There was a thought that made him feel extremely complicated.

It's an instinctive emotion that comes from the bloodline.

Directly in front, in the most central palace.

There was a huge real dragon, entrenched in the sky.

From a distance, the real dragon already occupied half of the sky, huge, and a piece of scale armor was like a mountain.

That was the primeval true dragon he had seen in the bloodline inheritance!

One of the Eight Spirits of the Sacred Palace!Lord of the Southern Regions!

But such a powerful existence has been scarred, and the scale armor has fallen off, and a corner has been broken.

Its eyes were full of exhaustion.

But its eyes are still deep and unfathomable.

In its eyes, there is an incomparably great majesty.

"Beiling, you dare to rebel!"

This divine beast, known as the Spirit King, roared suddenly, and pressed it in an instant.

The gathering bell of the Holy Palace, it is the eight spirits of the Holy Palace!

But the root of the rebellion is also among the eight spirits!

When the spirit bell rang, it was not these eight divine beasts that were called, but the other divine beasts among them that did not rebel!

This Spirit King Divine Beast went straight to the front of the Holy Palace.

Hundreds of millions of demon beasts, countless, incomparably powerful, like a wave.

The Spirit King took a step forward, probed his minions, and swept away tens of thousands of demons, all of which were destroyed.

It moved forward, facing the other divine beasts, helping the Southern Regions Lord who was guarding the Sacred Palace.

But in an instant, it was fighting with the chaotic beasts in front of it.

Behind him, there was an incomparably loud sound, shaking the heavens and the earth, spreading for hundreds of millions of miles.

The Spirit King was shocked in his heart and turned his head to look.

I saw the primeval dragon entrenched in the center of the Holy Palace, the lord of the Southern Regions, one of the eight spirits of the Holy Palace, coiled up the long body of more than ten thousand zhang, and gathered it all seamlessly.

Hearing the roar, the entire Holy Palace, under the huge dragon body of the Lord of the Southern Regions, was crushed into countless ashes.

And this Southern Regions Lord, in his deep eyes, was shrouded in incomparably crazy blood.

The Northern Spirit and other divine beasts in front of them all pressed over.

In the rear, the dragon claws of the Southern Regions Lord pierced through the void and tore off half of the divine body of this Spirit King Divine Beast.

"Nanling, you dare to betray the Holy Palace?"

Between the ruins of the Holy Palace, a voice, roaring wildly, was the Sacred Palace Wenxiang who rang the Gathering Bell, Yun Shooting Jun.

And the primeval true dragon, the low voice of the vicissitudes of life, resounded between heaven and earth.

"Today, the deity will destroy all the creatures of heaven and earth!"

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And in the sea of mist.

The woman in white stood on an island.

The island is no more than three or four miles in circumference.

There was a large demon inhabited before.

But it has been swallowed by the toad beside her.

And on the island, there are no other creatures...... Of course, if this stone statue is not a living being.

"The literary appearance of the Holy Palace has fallen into such a field. ”

The woman in white looked at the stone statue in front of her.

The stone statue in front of me resembles a person.

But it has only half of its torso, from its left shoulder to its right abdomen, which appears to have been torn off.

And its body, the material of the surrounding rocks, is not at all different.

"Yun Shot-kun, since you have woken up, why don't you come to visit this palace?"

"It's you......" The stone statue with only the upper body seems to have opened its eyes and has a vicissitudes of life.

"This palace has been sleeping since ancient times, and once it wakes up, the vicissitudes of life, and everyone is destroyed. The woman in white said in a deep tone: "The holy palace of Dongzhou has been completely destroyed, and the once powerful existences have disappeared, and those weak cultivators, whether they are humans or demons, cannot resist the erosion of the years...... Now, there are only traces of you. ”

"When I wake up, I'm going to die. Yun Shooter Jun replied.

"This palace has a way to treat injuries. The woman in white replied.

"I gave up my true body, attached the avenue to the rock, and slept for countless years, just waiting for the door of heaven to open in the future, and woke up at this moment, unable to support the grinding of the years. Yun Shotjun said in a deep voice: "What killed me was not the injury, but the years." ”

"......" The woman in white fell silent, the years are invisible blades, no matter how powerful the existence is, it cannot reverse the trauma of the years.

"What did you want to ask about waking me up?" asked Yun Shujun.

"Daring!" the golden toad jumped out and shouted, "How dare you be rude to the princess?"

"A dying person, even if the King of the Sacred Palace is resurrected and comes to this throne, what can he do?" asked Yun Shooter.

"This palace asks you, what is the reason for the ancient catastrophe?" replied the woman in white.

"I don't know. Yun Shoot-kun said loudly.

"I don't know?" the woman in white said with annoyance.

"The Holy King ascended to the sky, and within two days, he fell. Yun Shot Jun said in a low voice: "All the heavens and all the worlds, there is no place of peace, my Dongzhou Holy Palace, suddenly rebelled, and the eight spirits rebelled against the six spirits...... There are countless creatures that have died in it, and who can know the truth? We all fell into antiquity in ignorance. ”

"......" The woman in white paused and said, "Then the destruction of the Holy Palace?"

"Southern Regions Lord!" said Yun Shooter Jun angrily, "It's it!